Mexican Murderer

Date: 4/6/2018

Claudio and I are in Mexico for some time, long enough to be comfortable in our nook of the town. One day, midday, we're walking down an old street (road isn't the greatest, buildings are brick and worn down) and for some reason I can't walk as fast as Claudio so I keep falling farther and farther behind. As I'm trying to catch up, I meet eyes with a rough-looking local who immediately has a problem with me. He pulls out a gun and charges at me in a threatening manner, while yelling in Spanish. I'm backing up (somehow on the right side of the block now) to a building behind me, into the shadow of the building. People gather around him, asking him to calm down (also in Spanish). I tell them it's ok, then I pull the "oh look, your shoe is untied!" Then he puts his gun away, looks down and is more pissed so he grabs his SMG that's on a strap and starts waving that around... ... The end is blurry but I remember he let me go.